Different from the solemn atmosphere at Amadanai, Nasser, who was hiding in the secret headquarters, was extremely happy. Not only did the mysterious forces not break the promise, they also sent the equipment to a place in Mehran in advance. It was still under the control of the Renaissance Front, but no one was there. Inside the garrisoned warehouse complex.
Although I don’t know what method they used to deliver the equipment to the city that was tightly blocked by Armadanai without anyone noticing, the complete range of these weapons and their powerful power made it difficult for those who have been on the battlefield for a long time. Nasser couldn't help but be speechless.
They range from ordinary air blast bullets and grenades to large thermobaric grenades and red laser truck cannons - some truck drivers said that these things are not difficult to operate and anyone with a driver's license can drive them.
"The Stars Group, the Stars Group..."
After learning that the equipment provided by the mysterious forces also included red laser weapons, Nasser's first thought was the Star Group.
No way, the characteristics of the red laser are too obvious. As the only force in the world that has developed red laser weapons to the extreme, as soon as the dazzling blood-red beam appears on the battlefield, anyone with some common sense can tell that it is the work of the Star Group.
However, it is obvious that the Star Group will definitely not admit that it has sold advanced weapons to the Renaissance Front. At most, they just find an excuse to fool them, such as anonymous customers, handing over the money and delivering the goods. The media and other countries can't criticize the normal business behavior of an arms company, right?
The scale has reached the level of Qunxing Group and Armadanai, and many countries can no longer look down on them. After all, even the two major alliances of North America and Pan-Asia point to the advanced weapons of these two companies to ensure their own armies. Always at the top of the world.
In this dog-eat-dog situation, it's too late for them to clap their hands and celebrate, so they can't even think about intervening.
It's a pity that there are only two powerful laser truck cannons, and the eight-wheeled trucks are too big. Sending them directly to the street is no different from confronting a saber-toothed tiger and looking for death. The best use should be to find a good enough bunker to hide or simply Disassemble the laser cannon and fix it on the concrete bunker to use it as a fortress cannon.
After some thought, Nasser chose a more stingy but prudent method of use - dismantling the red laser cannons from two trucks and installing them in a group of hidden bunkers in the center of Mehran, so that those who had gone to great lengths to attack them could The saber-toothed tigers who entered the city were in for a big surprise.
In addition, what pleased Nasser the most was that the Stars Group also sent ten sets of "Emergency Electromagnetic Tank Upgrade Kits" - these complex-looking devices are not only easy to install, they are also equipped with disposable ion shields And the electromagnetic coil accelerator can instantly upgrade a backward third-generation tank into a third-generation and a half tank capable of fighting saber-toothed tigers.
Especially after using special depleted uranium armor-piercing projectiles, the operation manual states that in close-range tank gunfire, as long as the upgraded tank main gun is not too bad, it can basically penetrate the front armor of the Sabretooth Tiger tank with one shot. Change one generation to another.
"It's good to exchange one for one. It's better than having a saber-toothed tiger kill all the tanks."
Already satisfied with this result, Nasser couldn't wait to personally select ten tank crews and let the mechanics complete the upgrade of their vehicles as quickly as possible. At the fastest possible rate, the armored force deployed by the Renaissance Front in Mehran before nightfall today can include ten more main battle tanks comparable to the saber-tooth tiger.
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A Sabretooth Tiger tank covered with explosive reactive armor was driving slowly on the streets of the outer city of Mehran. It was driving at an unexpected pace. The commander of the tank was nervously observing every blind corner and dark place outside the vehicle, for fear of rushing into it. A few thugs armed with AKs came out and used thermobaric grenades to give each person in their car a one-way ticket to heaven.
"Boss, if we open again we will enter a war zone. Why don't we wait for those tin cans?"
The driver with a cigarette in his mouth checked the map on the screen at hand and asked with some worry: "Without their cover, those lingering guys will definitely target us. I don't want to be like Marvin, with his face burning. His little lover doesn’t even recognize him!”
"There is no time. It will be dark in two hours. Continuing to wander around the safe zone will not bring any progress to the large forces. Don't worry, we are just a fire reconnaissance this time. We will wander around for another five minutes and return to the original route. "
The boss with a head-mounted walkie-talkie was observing the dilapidated streets outside the tank while soothing the anxious hearts of the driver and gunner.
"Okay, you are the boss and I will listen to you, please drive for another five minutes."
As for the gunner, he didn't say a word. The young man was obviously frightened by the bloody urban street fighting - you can't blame him, no matter who saw one of his own saber-toothed tigers being blown into a charred and twisted mass by a thermobaric bomb in front of him. Iron blocks will panic for their own lives.
"Didi didi..."
Just when the captain and the driver were chatting without a word, the siren in the car made a sharp sound, which made the three people nervous. The taciturn gunner even put his eyes on the aiming On the mirror, quickly rotate the turret in the direction of the radar target.
"Boom, boom~bang! Boom"
Two individual anti-tank missiles flew out from the corner of the first floor of a residential building almost in no particular order. The one in front was directly detonated halfway by the active defense system that responded.
Another anti-tank missile escaped, dragging a bright tail flame and hitting the turret impartially. Unfortunately, the composite armor equivalent to 1200 mm of homogeneous armor on the front of the saber-toothed tiger is enough to defeat the metal jet that can only penetrate 700 to 800 mm of homogeneous armor.
This was especially true after part of the power was offset by the explosive reactive armor. Except for the relatively violent explosion shock wave that jolted the three people in the tank, it hardly caused any obvious damage to the saber-toothed tiger that could be seen with the naked eye.
"Langton! Direction of eleven o'clock! Did you see it?!"
"I saw it! High-explosive bombs are being loaded!"
Gunner Langton calmly pressed the reload button, and an electromagnetic projectile loaded with a high-explosive warhead was pushed into the gun bore by the automatic loader.
"boom!"
The advantage of using electromagnetic rails to accelerate the launch of artillery shells has been demonstrated - because there is no need for propellant to cause the shell size to plummet, a tank can carry nearly twice as many shells as usual without the need to eject the shells.
After the smoke and dust dissipated, the two-story building, which had almost all of the load-bearing walls on the first floor blown away by the high-explosive bomb, tilted and fell helplessly, becoming another piece of ruins on the ruins of the street.
"Wuhu~The threat is over, I think those guys must die in a tragic way!"
It was as if the suppressed emotions in his heart were fired together with the cannonballs. Langton was no longer silent as before, but laughed heartily, obviously very proud of his calmness in the face of danger.
"Good job, Landon!"
Reaching out and patting his shoulder, the captain realized that it was not easy to stay here for long, and quickly ordered the driver to reverse the car and retreat to a relatively safe place along the road he came from.
As for the street where they were attacked, it would soon be razed to the ground by the artillery battalion outside the city with large-caliber artillery. The 155-mm-caliber howitzer has repeatedly proven its value in actual combat, telling the world that even in the near future They should also have a place on the battlefield.
However, under the ruins of the collapsed building, a special soldier of the Renaissance Front with a red cloth on his head heard the sound of the saber-toothed tiger's heavy tracks gradually dissipating. He quickly pushed open the iron door of the basement and sucked the food into his throat. Dust coughed up while supporting his thin companion whose face was covered with blood.
Obviously, although the anti-tank missile he launched hit the Sabretooth Tiger tank, it also caused serious injuries to him who entered the basement a little later.
"Jafari, hold on! You hit it! Did you hear Jafari! That was a beautiful shot!"
Izzat shouted Jafari's name incoherently and used water from the kettle to wash Jafari's face, which was completely disfigured by heat and shrapnel.
He was once a handsome young man with good features, but now, the war has made him more hateful than a demon from hell.
"Sir, tanks...I knocked out a tank?"
It took several minutes for Jafari, who was dizzy after being blasted by the high-explosive bomb, to regain his composure. He endured the severe pain of having his face torn apart and asked, "Did I really kill that tank?"
"No, Jaafari, but you inflicted serious damage on it, forcing it to temporarily retreat, and you saved Sixth Street for the residents of Mehran!"
Seeing that the young man he met unexpectedly was not in danger, Izzat excitedly fabricated a white lie - not about protecting the residents, but about the extent of the tank's damage.
"Jafari, it's time for us to leave. Next time they will bring more tanks and robots. Sixth Street cannot be defended, let's go to Fifth Street..."
"well......"
The two of them limped along, supported each other, and quickly left the battered Sixth Street and evacuated toward Fifth Street on foot. In front of them was a cruel battle with no end in sight, and behind them was the warm sunset that was gradually setting.
When they had just walked out of Sixth Street, six 155mm grenades accurately landed around their previous ambush position, completely turning half of the ruined street into dust.
Here, you can't find any signs of life, not even a complete brick.
